In the bustling corridors of Tyler Mall, amidst the symphony of footsteps and distant chatter, our paths crossed for the first time. It wasn't the shimmering window displays or the scent of fresh espresso that marked that day, but the spark of a connection that felt as old as time. After sharing a few lunches, where conversations flowed as freely as the laughter, I invited Adela to my brother's birthday. It was there, under the soft glow of celebration, our fingers interlaced, quietly confessing a budding romance. The magic of that night lingered, and by the next day, we knew it was meant to be. Our journey had begun with a look, a smile, and a hand to hold, sealing our fates together in the most unexpected of places.